Page 21 of Smoky Mountain Dreams
Christopher licked his lips. Panting, his tongue gentlytouched the middle of his top lip as his face reflected the usual mix of wantand fear that Jesse was accustomed to seeing on a man’s face once they got alook at Jesse’s cock. He wasn’t incredibly long, but he was thick, and he knewthat for a lot of guys that was as much of a draw as it was a terror. ForChristopher it seemed to be a draw, because he made a noise in the back of histhroat and fell on Jesse like a starveling, his hot mouth open and suckingJesse like he was desperate for it.
Jesse’s hips drew up, and he huffed out an exclamation asChristopher’s wet mouth descended on his dick and then back up again. “Christ,”Jesse muttered. “You don’t mess around do you?”
Christopher’s answer was a hard suck on the head of hiscock, and then an attempt to take him deeper, gagging a little, which madeJesse’s nipples ache under his shirt. He grabbed the hair at the nape ofChristopher’s neck, and didn’t push him back down, but held on tight.Christopher whined, taking in quite a lot of cock by opening wide and lettingit slide into his throat. Jesse’s eyes rolled up at the gentle, spongey give ofChristopher’s soft palate, and he couldn’t help but hump up.
Christopher responded to his movement by grabbing his owncock and jerking it, and Jesse wanted to taste the pre-cum he could seeglistening in a slow string down the length of it.
“C’mere, you.” He pulled Christopher off with a pop thatmade him shudder. He wanted to grab Christopher’s head and push his mouth backdown again. Instead, he urged him up to straddle Jesse’s chest, his long dickaiming at Jesse’s mouth. He licked the tip, tasted the slick head, and suckedhim in, working his lips up and down.
Christopher fell forward, fucking into Jesse’s mouth with achant of, “Oh, oh, oh my God, oh my fuckingGod.”
Jesse couldn’t resist. He grabbed Christopher’s ass, feelingits lush, plump cheeks moving, and pulled them apart to graze his fingers overChristopher’s hole. Just as he suspected Christopher reacted with unabashedwanting.
He pulled his dick free of Jesse’s mouth, tugged roughly athis own balls, and said, “Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
Jesse grabbed his ass and sucked him back in, fingering atthe rim of Christopher’s hole, feeling the tight ring clench and spasm.
Christopher scrambled against him, whimpering, “I’m gonna, I’mgonna,” but Jesse held him tight, lodging Christopher’s cock in his mouth andswallowing the cum that unloaded in bursts accompanied by Christopher’s gaspingcries. “Fuckinghell,” Christopher moaned,shuddering and still pulsing in Jesse’s mouth as Jesse sucked him clean,savoring the taste, the weight of a dick on his tongue, and the shiver ofChristopher’s asshole against his finger.
He went to work on his own cock with his other hand, butChristopher stopped him. “Let me suck you. I want to. You’re so big. Christ.”
Jesse wasn’t going to decline, and he let Christopher’s cockslip from between his lips, kissing the tip a little playfully, but Christopherwas hell bent on getting Jesse’s cock in his mouth again. He slid down Jesse’sbody until the hot, wet damp of his breath made Jesse’s dick jerk. Then he wassucking and pulling, and fuck his mouth was good. His tongue so talentedagainst just the right spot.
“Fuck.” Jesse grabbed Christopher’shair, tugging and hoping to give him some warning. He couldn’t see anything butblue spots, and nothing else came out of his mouth but a wordless, loud groanas he shot a load so big that he felt some of it slip out of Christopher’smouth and slide down Jesse’s cock and balls, a slick mess that Christophereagerly lapped up moments after he’d swallowed the bulk of it. Jesse jerked andached with the resolution and release.
“Goddamn, you’re good,” Jesse managed after a while. “I…justgoddamn.”
He noticed that Christopher was still twitching like he washaving a few aftershocks, and when he collapsed down on Jesse, Jesse wrapped anarm around him, both of them shivering while their damp cocks rubbed togetherbetween them.
“Thanks,” Jesse murmured.
“Anytime.”
Anytime, Jesse thought, a shiverracing over him hard.Anytime.
They got their jeans back up, both of them grinning andlaughing into the darkness.
“Thanks,” Christopher said. “I kind of needed that.”
Jesse grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him infor a fast kiss. “Me too. So, I don’t know about you, but I’m getting a littlecold in here now.”
“Yep. And we really should get out of here anyway. The parkcloses in—” he checked his watch. “Crap. We really have to hustle.”
“What time is it?”
“Almost midnight. If employees aren’t out of the park bythen, we turn into pumpkins or something.”
Jesse stood, searching for his gloves and pulling them onquickly. “Turnips,” he said. “If this is old Appalachia remade in a theme park,it’d have to be turnips. Or beets. Or potatoes. Pumpkins came later.”
Christopher accepted Jesse’s hand up and patted his jacketpockets until he found the small key ring. “If I get to choose, I’ll take abeet. They’ve got such a nice flair to them.”
“Nice colors,” Jesse agreed. His eyes landed on Christopher’schin. “Hold on. You’ve got—” He leaned in and licked off the clump of semen.
Somehow that led to more kissing they didn’t really havetime for, and Christopher finally put an end to it by shoving against Jesse’schest. “We should hurry.”
He used his flashlight to lead Jesse toward the front of themill and into the shop front that customers came through during the bakery’soperating hours.
Jesse frowned. “We’re not going back out the way we came in?”
